Laura Brightwood (Brightwood)

Enjoy Life (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Sun, 25 Nov 2012 13:51:54 -0800

A reminder...hidden within the growing things...don't forget to enjoy your life. Why bother, if you dont?

Dirty Susan (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Tue, 11 Sep 2012 07:35:57 -0700

She may look innocent. But look away. Dirty Susan knows things you cannot know, about the yard, the garden, the unseen darkness.

Sail Across the Sea (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Tue, 19 Jun 2012 14:40:00 -0700

Up for votes at Threadless: http://www.threadless.com/submission/434037/Sail_Across_The_C Just pun-fun.

Old Timer (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Thu, 10 May 2012 10:16:15 -0700

She rides as quiet as a dream...

US AND THEM: Not all enemies are what you think (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Fri, 09 Dec 2011 10:44:53 -0800

I'm currently done with aggression. This bit of "US and Them" shows natural enemies in love. Ink print, scanned, digital assets added and painted digitally. Here, here to all the mismatched couples.

US AND THEM: Cat Vs Dog....and love prevails

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Thu, 08 Dec 2011 12:18:53 -0800

Cat vs. dog. I am an idealist. I want there to be peace. This is a digital painting of two of the beings I love most ...my cat and my dog. They love each other, against all odds. If only the rest of us could do the same.

tyPOLOgy (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Wed, 28 Sep 2011 06:17:17 -0700

What is your type? currently scoring at Threadless, as well: http://www.threadless.com/submission/372309/tyPOLOgy

Moar Peace (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Tue, 06 Sep 2011 09:37:02 -0700

There is not enough peace. We build it. It falls. We call it. It leaves. We seek it. It hides. We create it. It dies. Where is the space where peace can live? Please VOTE IT UP at Threadless, too. http://www.threadless.com/submission/367494/Moar_Peace

Lich-N-Seal (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Mon, 29 Aug 2011 10:19:17 -0700

The outrageous halftones...a seal with inappropriate gradient seeping beyond the Lichtenstein hard borders. Pop goes the seal.

A Hunter in a Farmer's World (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Fri, 19 Aug 2011 07:36:53 -0700

Red Tail Hawk...watching... Its stillness is more than a deficit...it is a wealth of observational skills. It is a wealth of concentration, when the hunt is own. Don't be fooled by the label, ADD or ADHD. It's just a different way of thinking. *The hunter vs. farmer theory is a hypothesis proposed by Thom Hartmann about the origins of attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) and adult attention-deficit disorder (AADD), suggesting that these conditions may be a result of a form of adaptive behavior. Hartmann developed the hunter vs. farmer idea as a mental model after his own son was disheartened following a diagnosis of ADHD, stating, "It's not hard science, and was never intended to be.

My Grandfather was Mayan (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Thu, 18 Aug 2011 08:35:48 -0700

Original Work in PrismaColor Pencil, brought to Digital painting. Mexico fascinates me. That is what I wanted to capture...the wonder.

Flight of the Boobee (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Wed, 29 Jun 2011 09:34:45 -0700

In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness. A little pop-classic ditty.

The Fall of Faith (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Mon, 16 May 2011 15:25:36 -0700

A cold hard fall, my faith lays broken on the dying ground. Where there once was life lies the making of compost...an end, or a beginning?

Fish Tales (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Thu, 12 May 2011 08:49:33 -0700

My father was a fisherman. Now, he cannot remember how to fish. Sometimes, he cannot remember me. In the sunset of his awareness, my childhood seems bigger than it was, his fish, his fish-tales sit inside me ...until I too, forget.

Fresh (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Thu, 12 May 2011 07:11:23 -0700

Shadows on a perfect shape. I'm a sucker for organic shapes. Love the light on this.

Hunger: Reality in Abstraction (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Wed, 11 May 2011 12:25:33 -0700

Originally a study in charcoal, moving from realism to abstract. Final composite / Digital Design. See the five original in my previous post at my gallery. http://www.society6.com/studio/brightwood/Hunger Catch a ZOOM here --http://www.flickr.com/photos/24036535@N02/5711146596/sizes/l/in/photostream/

Hunger

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Wed, 11 May 2011 12:21:23 -0700

Charcoal Study...moving from realistic to abstract in 5 images. 6th image is a digital composite. Final Color Composite HERE - PROMOTE? http://www.society6.com/studio/threadless/Hunger_Reality_in_Abstraction

Dying Coral (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Wed, 11 May 2011 09:07:47 -0700

After the storm, it was everywhere. Orange like summer soda. In an hour, it will be lifeless...the color of sand.

In a game of Catch, the Spider always wins. (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Fri, 06 May 2011 09:40:08 -0700

Poor, poor puppy. Never play catch with a spider. for zoom --- http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5693862744_7aa70b118e_b.jpg

Forgive and Be Healed (For Sale)

Laura Brightwood (Brightwood) — Fri, 06 May 2011 07:46:58 -0700

We are swimming with the snakes at the bottom of the well So silent and peaceful in the darkness where we fell But we are not snakes and what's more we never will be And if we stay swimming here forever we will never be free I heard them ringing the bells in heaven and hell They got a secret they're getting ready to tell It's falling from the skies It's calling from the graves Open your eyes boy, I think we are saved Open your eyes boy, I think we are saved Let's take a walk on the bridge right over this mess Don't need to tell me a thing baby, we already confessed And I raised my voice to the air And we were blessed It's hard to give It's hard to get But everybody needs a little forgiveness We are calling for help tonight on a thin phone line As usual we're having ourselves one hell of a time And the planes keep flying over our heads No matter how loud we shout Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey And we keep wavin and wavin our arms in the air but we're all tired out I heard somebody say today's the day Big old hurricane she's blowing our way Knockin over the buildings Killing all the lights Open your eyes boy, we made it through the night Open your eyes boy, we made it though the night Let's take a walk on the bridge right over this mess Don't need to tell me a thing baby, we already confessed And I raise my voice to the air And we were blessed It's hard to give It's hard to get It's hard to give But still I think it's the best bet Hard to give Never gonna forget But everybody needs a little forgiveness Everybody needs a little forgiveness Patty Griffin Forgiveness Lyrics